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*~FINALLY AWAKE~*

After her argument with her brother she went and sat out on the bench with her nephew, just watching the little boy play in the grass. She had a million thoughts running through her mind. She couldn't understand how two people that had been so in love could push each other away; especially when it came to their child. Her mind ran to Goten, realizing how the two of them seemed to do the same thing when it came to their relationship. One of them was always running or pushing the other to go a different route. Bra had sat on the bench contemplating life and love; wondering if she was indeed going down the right path. Wondering if her and Goten would end up the way Pan and Trunks had. As her thoughts wondered Pan showed up, taking a seat on the bench next to her long time best friend.

"Hey."

"Hey." Bra responded quietly, still keeping her eyes on the crawling boy, who was babbling the whole time, trying to speak, trying to grab anything so he could pull himself up.

"He's getting so big," Pan smiled as she noticed Bra's blue eyes never leaving her son.

"Panny do you regret all this," Bra spat out without thinking; curious to what her saiyan friend thought. She really hadn't had an opportunity to ask Pan about the whole situation.

Pan breathed in a deep breath; thinking of how she could answer such a deep question. Even though it didn't seem like much, regret was such a hard word to use. Pan bit her lower lip, watching as her son now lay in the grass, "I don't know Bra, I regret things that happened, but I don't regret anything that lead to me having him."

"I know that Pan," Bra shifted so she could face her dark haired friend, getting a glimpse into her eyes, seeing the hurt and pain. "I mean keeping Trunks in the dark about the whole thing, running away, hiding out for almost a year while we searched for you."

Pan felt a tear fall from her eye, "Yes. Bra I never wanted to leave, I never wanted any of this to play out the way it has. I didn't want to lose my baby, and the only thing I could think of to do was leave. I didn't want Trunks to know because he wasn't ready to be a dad, he didn't want a family," she couldn't hold the tears back any more and they fell freely from her dark eyes.

"He thinks that you hate him," Bra's voice was still soft, she felt all kinds of emotions as she watched Pan break down in front of her.

"I don't hate him Bra, I could never hate him. He gave me the best thing in my life, he is the father of my son, how can I hate him? If anything he hates me, look what I have done to him Bra, look at what I have put him through."

Bra shook her head, "Pan, Trunks could never hate you, he was going to ask you to marry him; he wanted you to be his mate, and then you disappeared, he thought that it was his fault you left."

"I know Bra, I just can't face him, I don't know why but when I see him I get angry, and when we talk we fight, and I don't know why or how it happened but I fell in love Bra, I fell in love with another man," Pan's voice cracked as she wiped more tears off of her cheeks.

Bra pulled her friend into a tight hug, wishing she could change it all for her, wishing she could make this whole thing go away, "You have to talk to him, you have to work something out Pan, he can't go to London, he needs to be with his son."

Pan pulled away, wiping her tears once more, "I know," she agreed, "I need to talk to him, we need to figure this out, I can't keep him in the dark any more. This whole thing is my fault and I need to start acting like an adult, like a mother and fix this." Pan stood up and walked over to where Chase was still laying in the grass, smiling she lifted him to her chest, looking back towards Bra and sending her a small smile; an unspoken thank you.

Bra followed suit, standing up and heading back to the medical center, hoping for some change in her boyfriend. After talking with Pan she had made up her mind that they couldn't go on the way they had been; they needed to start fresh, trust each other and move forward as a team. Walking in she stopped, panic rushed through her body, the tank was empty. She looked around, and saw nothing; the place was quiet, there was no one to be seen. She slowly walked over to where the tank was; it wasn't broken, so the cycle had completed, he was healed. She heard a loud noise come from behind her, she swung around quickly and there he stood, in nothing but a towel.

"Bra," he said as his head cocked to the right. She didn't speak; she just ran, ran to him and jumped into his arms, kissing him the deepest, most passionate kiss ever. Pulling away she looked to his face, touching it, making sure it was real; tears of joy came pouring out of her eyes.

"It's nice to see you too," he chuckled, "But I don't think kissing people like that is such a good idea, your brother might not be too happy."

Bra laughed, "Goten he doesn't care, and neither does father. I just am so happy you are ok," she said lunging into his arms once more.

"I'm fine," he said pushing her off him, "I just need my clothes, and I am starving," he rubbed his bare stomach as it growled at the perfect time.

"I'll get them, and I'll get Trunks and you have to call your mom, she has been so worried," Bra rambled as she ran into the back room, grabbing out a pair of clothes Chi-Chi had sent over for when he awoke.

Goten stood in the middle of the large room, stretching out his muscles; running his hands through his hair, he smiled as he took the clothes from Bra's hands.

"I'll be back, let me go call the main house," she said looking him up and down once more. Bra walked out as Trunks flew in, he had felt his best friends ki shoot up and knew it had to be good news.

"Goten, you made it man," Trunks smiled, pulling the younger saiyan into a hug.

"Did you think I wouldn't, but damn man who did this shit to me, the guy must have been a beast; worse than Buu?" Trunks looked at him, confusion evident on all of his features.

"What?"

"Is everyone else ok, Dad, Gohan, Vegeta? Did everyone make it," Goten asked as he pulled the red shirt on over his head. Trunks was lost, he actually thought an enemy did this to him?

"Yeah buddy, everyone is ok, you don't remember how you got here," Trunks asked looking into Goten's dark orbs?

"No, it must have been a fight, I must have blacked out," the young saiyan shrugged. He pulled his shorts on and threw the towel on one of the benches. "I'm starving though man, how long was I in that thing?"

Trunks was a little lost still, trying to piece the whole thing together, "Shit man it's been three days think, four," I'm not 100 percent sure, I've been dealing with some drama of my own."

"What Pan troubles again, still not wanting to sleep with you," Goten laughed, punching his friend lightly in the shoulder, "Thank god I don't have to deal with that shit, Paris is down for whatever."

"What," Trunks said staring at Goten in shock once more, "Paris?"

"Yeah man, I should probably call her since I've been missing in action for a few days." Trunks just shook his head, not sure what to say, he heard the door open behind them and turned to find his mother, Bra and Gohan walking in.

"Hey mom, I think Goten is still a little woozy or something, you think you can call one of the doctors to check him out," Trunks asked?

Bulma smiled, "Of course hunny," she walked over to where Goten was and gave him a big hug, "I'm glad you are ok, you had us all scared." Bulma let go and Gohan was the next one to embrace his younger brother, glad that he was alright.

"Can we please go get some food, I am so hungry, my stomach is growling," Goten whined, looking around at the group of people who were just smiling back at him. Bra grabbed his hand, "Come on, I'll go with you, we need to talk anyways."

Goten didn't think anything of it and followed the blue haired saiyan towards the main house leaving the rest of the group in the med center.

"Gohan," Trunks spoke up as soon as the door shut, "Something is still wrong with him."

"What do you mean Trunks," Gohan asked rubbing his hand on his chin.

"He thinks someone hurt him and he thinks he's still with Paris," Trunks responded, his eye's full of worry and concern.

"I'm sure he is fine, he probably just needs some food and some rest and he will be back to normal in no time," Gohan smiled, patting Trunks on the back.

B+G

Goten pulled up a seat to the island in the kitchen and watched as Bra punched in some orders for the bots to make. She smiled as she walked over to where he was sitting; her heart was filled with a ton of different emotions. She made her way behind him, slinging her arms around his neck, nuzzling her face into his long hair. She could feel him tense under her touch, which made her pull away.

He turned the chair to face her, a confused look plastered all over his face. She leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips, but he quickly pulled away.

"Goten, I'm sorry, this whole thing is my fault," she cooed as she went in for another kiss. But he put his arm up to stop her.

"Bra you don't have to throw yourself on me, I'm sure it's all good," he said standing up, trying to avoid his best friends little sister.

Bra turned to where he was now standing; so lost, not sure what to say. They stood in silence for a moment as she tried to piece what he was saying together. "Goten, I love you," she said taking a few steps towards him, "This is all my fault, and I'm not throwing myself at you, I just have missed kissing you, and hugging you and touching you."

Goten laughed instantly, "What," he chuckled some more. "I don't think Paris would like to hear you saying all this."

Bra's face dropped, "What?"

"Paris, my girlfriend, you know blonde, she has been hanging around for a while now," he asked laughing some more, "Are you losing your mind or something?"

But Bra didn't answer; she just stood there in shock, tears welling up in her eyes yet again. She couldn't bring herself to speak, he didn't remember, he couldn't remember that he dumped Paris? That they had been together for months now?

"Goten, do you know what month it is?"

He looked around, thinking of when the last time he heard the date was, "I can't think of it right now," he shrugged.

"Goten, you broke up with Paris. We are together, me and you," she said motioning to their bodies with her finger. Goten chuckled again, "Ok Bra, you are for sure crazy; I would never be with you, your Dad would kill me."

"I have to go, the food will be ready in a few minutes," her voice cracked as she held in her tears.

"Come on Bra, its ok to dream," he yelled as she walked out of the room, leaving him standing alone in the kitchen. Shaking his head he walked back over to the island taking a seat in the chair he had previously sat in. Watching as the bots placed plate full's of food in front of him. He didn't hesitate, grabbing a fork and stuffing his face, not noticing that Trunks and Gohan had wandered into the kitchen with him.

"Where's Bra," Trunks asked looking around for his little sister. Goten just shrugged his shoulders as he continued to shove food down his throat. "Didn't she come in here with you," Trunks asked, pressing the issue?

Goten swallowed the mouth full of food, "Dude she started talking crazy and then said she had to go."

Trunks looked to Gohan, who had the same odd look on his face.

"What do you mean talking crazy," Gohan chuckled.

"Bro, she was saying shit like we are together, and she was trying to like throw herself on me; but I didn't do it man," he said looking to trunks, both hands up. "I told her Paris would be pissed and Vegeta would kill me and then like I said she took off."

"Oh fuck man," Trunks said, letting a sigh escape his mouth.

"What," Goten asked looking at the expressions of his older brother and best friend. But they both just stood there, staring at the young man who had seemed to have woken up without his memory.